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The Man in the Mirror |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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One for you, Michael . . . Dark enough? sometimes at night sleep fears my bed I trundle throughout the house stopping to stare at myself in the mirror at the end of the hallway I plead to the man I stare at try to pierce his delusion from an overhead naked lightbulb making shadows everywhere making conversation futile with the man in the mirror I feel like a refugee hiding in this immense night I want to merge within the mirror man but I have forgotten the magic words shrugging my shoulders I trundle once more through the house thinking of the boy that was listening for the cries of his youth something flutters somewhere the oak tree just outside the bedroom window I've heard them before ©January 17, 2012 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"I feel like a refugee hiding in this immense night I want to merge within the mirror man but I have forgotten the magic words shrugging my shoulders I trundle once more through the house thinking of the boy that was listening for the cries of his youth" An introspective poem, Jerry. One of your best, not very best, just best. I really like!  JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ah, thank you, JL, it seems ghosts still hover around my abode. Appreciate the goodwill, buddy. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Ah, yes, indeed Jerry. And a great topic too. Mirrors are such deviously powerful things... I mean, one little flaw and they completely misrepresent you, but you, having seen it with your own eyes in that mirror, accept as cold hard truth whatever the mirror has shown you. The man in the mirror is a scary thing, and not to be trusted in my book. And the little boy, the one who watches that mirror with an all too *knowing eye... Not sure I trust him either. Nice write. Michael |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Especially untrustworthy is that little boy. He carries a bloody hatchet that his mother gave him for a birthday present, with the blood already on it. There is no doubt that he is looking to coat the hatchet with someone's blood he had caused all his own. I've never trusted the man in the mirror Michael. thanks for pointing thing out though, I might've missed 'em. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Plenty dark for me Jerry. I was getting spoiled reading your joyful love poems. It is all good! Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Oh, okay. I guess I am laying it on a little thick with the love poems. Thank you, Lori, for stopping by. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Excellent write, my friend...above and under the surface. j. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, j, yes, it was an above and under kind of poem. ~*~ I gave up feeling guilty just for surviving a long time ago ~*~ |
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